Road Raisins: A Ragtime Oddity

—Andy Senior (July 20, 1994) Road Raisins—Oh, how I love ’em! Road Raisins—I gotta have ’em! I pick ’em up in the road— I’m not quite sure what they are; They kinda look like a toad That’s been run over by a car. Road Raisins—You just can’t beat ’em! Road Raisins—Can’t do without ’em! If I could make ’em from scratch I sure would make me a batch That would be more than I’d catch By far; I love those Road Raisins— But I’m not quite sure what they are. Road Raisins—make life worth living! Road Raisins—they make my heart sing! Each day I pick a big bunch— I find ’em right near my door; After I eat ’em for lunch I go and pick a big bunch more. Road Raisins—They’re extra crispy! Road Raisins—I guess they’re risk free! If I just knew how to bake I sure would bake me a cake With my whole Road Raisin take To date; I love those Road Raisins— Don’t know what they are—but they’re great!
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